We had your party today Your brother looks the same Fifteen aging school friends All dressed in black and gray
You would have hated it, too All anybody talked about was you
Luke's doing well You'd be proud if you saw him Carry you to your grave Darling, when did we get so brave?
Goodbye, friend I'll make pretend you're here I'll miss the sound of you around
We made bad jokes about you The way we always used to Your self-disparaging mind You've left us all behind
I am so sorry if I let you down when The world was so clearly choking you out When the life I was leading kept me away Oh my dearest, that cannot be you in the grave there
Goodbye, friend I'll make pretend you're here I'll miss the sound of you around Of you around Of you around
